Herbert Nehrlich - Ramblings On Anzac Day

Herbert Nehrlich - Ramblings On Anzac Day

I like that trusty Smith And Wesson, br the thirty-eight is very special br a forty-five, more powerful br is overkill and has no looks. br The same applies to mammaries br the line between a pretty sight br and scrambled emu eggs is fine. br About those legs, they may be spindly, br or bowed or x type, also hairy br it is the calf, near the achilles br that makes attractiveness appear. br And Sigmund, all of us are sorry br that you have faded from the scene br though you were right that every woman br who does not have inherent beauty br has penis envy, where she looks br in early morning in the hope br that one had grown there overnight. br May God allow me to keep gushing br all over those who grace this world br with smiles and loveliness of soul br not bitches who will stride with hatred br into a crowd assembled loosely br and wait in vain for some attention. br br This is Australia, where racists live br not all have died yet and we choose br to shun the company of some br it is of course just honesty. br We don't condone the Irish curse br those people do have rivets missing br and are unsure about Iran br where Dubbya will make playground three br but when we see those bumblehornets br who cannot sing and cannot sting br we sit back snug in our chairs br and smile our bright, superior smile br do we feel sorry for the losers br I will not say, perhaps we do.


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